Mr Melendez,Your Wife Wants Divorce Long ago novel Chapter 374

**Chapter 374**

Jayceon, grappling with a gnawing discomfort in his stomach, positioned himself in front of Arabella, desperation etched across his features. “I truly need to speak with you, just for a few minutes,” he implored, his voice barely above a whisper.

Arabella met his gaze head-on, her eyes like steel. “Jayceon, I have no desire to see you, nor do I want to hear anything you have to say. You should not concern yourself with anything regarding me. The best way to help is to keep your distance. Understood?” Her words were sharp, cutting through the air between them.

They held each other’s gaze, a silent battle of wills. Arabella stood firm, her resolve unyielding.

Jayceon’s face, already pale, seemed to lose even more color at her words.

With a swift motion, Arabella stepped forward and shoved him hard, her frustration boiling over.

In an instant, Jayceon found himself crumpled on the floor, the impact sending a wave of burning pain radiating from his stomach. Instinctively, he reached out and grasped her ankle, desperation clawing at him.

“Arabella, my stomach hurts,” he managed to force out, each word a struggle.

Arabella glanced down at him, her expression unchanging. With a dismissive shake, she freed herself from his grip and stepped over him, leaving him sprawled on the cold floor.

She paused, her back turned to him, and said coldly, “Mr. Melendez, you don’t have a stomachache. You just need to cool down.” With that final remark, she walked away, her steps echoing with a sense of finality.

**Chapter 374**

Jayceon lay there in the aisle, surrounded by towering supermarket shelves, his vision beginning to blur at the edges.

“Arabella, we’ll talk after you’ve calmed down,” he recalled her words, echoing in his mind.

“Mr. Melendez, you need to cool down,” her voice rang out, cold and unyielding.

The two statements collided in his thoughts, and he felt a deep ache not just in his stomach, but in his heart as well. It was as if every part of him was in agony.

He remembered a time not long ago when Arabella had come to him, tears streaming down her cheeks, utterly distraught over Georgina Carrillo. She had fainted before him, and at that moment, he had dismissed her, convinced she was merely putting on a show.

He had been just as indifferent then, coldly advising her to calm herself. And then, he had left her alone in her distress, without a second thought.

Now, here he was, crumpled on the floor, and with those same icy words, she had walked away, leaving him to suffer alone.

So, this was what it felt like—to be ignored, to be cast aside by someone you deeply cared for.

Cough!

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